Post by haven on Apr 23, 2013 0:53:45 GMT -5
The fans sit wide jawed and in awe of the indelible mark Vladimir Strife and Hayden HardKore just left on them in a match that would live in infamy. Nothing could top it. Nothing. Well, almost nothing. The lights in the arena take on a darker hue, forcing the fans into another frenzied state of lust for violence, as a video feed of the Wolfie/Jaggeroth/Millson saga begins to play. In conjunction with it, the despicable creation of Jaggeorth's deranged mind descends from its place up high, while ring crews scurry about at ground level getting things all in order. Glass cabins, beds of nails, metal trash cans full to the brim with assorted weaponry, and even a complete kitchen sink (among other things) are placed inside the hellish realm of repugnance. Joining the regular ring crew are gentlemen dressed in red fire suits marked "Explosives Handler". They too busy themselves, but instead of goodies in trash cans they do so with explosives, embedding the myriad of nasty devices into the barbed wire around the sets of ropes.
The barricades are adjusted and security pushes back a few rows of fans to make room for the monstrosity that is sure to leave one or or two, maybe even all three dead by the end of the night. Then, with a theatrical clang, the structure is fully set in place, GHW's clientele applauding the impressive architecture in their midst. The video package on the Honor Tron comes to a halt and remains blank for a moment as we go to the three mad gabbers at ringside.
The Fuzz: I've got my bucket right here. I'm ready this time.
Big Al: You're definitely going to need it. Wolverina is both literally and figuratively the lamb being led to the slaughter here tonight. After her actions last week on the special 4 hour episode, where she hurled Jaggeroth's dead little kiddo in front of that Bud Ice truck, the Great Satan of GHW will not stop until all blood is let loose from Haven's body and she breathes her last breath.
Matt: And while those two are trying to kill each other, Millson, the man who is sitting pretty in this contest, will get the honor of picking his shots. If I had to pick a winner in this one, it'd be Millson believe it or not. I know this is Jaggeroth's baby, his playground, his creation, but he's got two opponents to worry about not just one. And I think once he locks eyes with Wolverina, all he is going to see is red and Millson will be the last thing on his mind.
Fuzz: I'm sure the same could be said for Wolfie too. You're right, Matt. This is Mighty Man's match to steal if he plays it smart.
Matt: ... I know I'm right. (herp derp laugh)
Charlie Coors stands a good distance away from the battleground on display, refusing to go near the menacing thing, as he raises the mic to his stoner boy lips to utter an advisory warning.
Coors: Ladies and Gentlemen here in attendance and watching at home, the following contest is the MAIN EVENT Hardcore Heaven match and carries an "R" rating, meaning this will be graphic and some parts will definitely be unsuitable for children. So, please, put them to bed or cover their eyes. This will be your only warning.
The crowd eats it up like candy.
The fans go bat shit crazy as Joe Esposito's hit "You're The Best" kicks out full blast to all corners of the venue, heralding the arrival of the woman they worship as though she is quite literally their Queen. It doesn't take long for the woman in question to make her presence felt atop the ramp. Tonight, though, she has discarded her usual attire for a black and white skin tight flame and explosives resistant suit that covers her from neck to feet.
Coors: Introducing first. Hailing from Blair, Nebraska, and weighing in it 155 pounds, she is the current GHW Champion and YOUR Princess..... WOOOOOOOLVERINA!
Fuzz: Well, well, well would you look at that. One smart cookie. She's went and got a specialty suit made specifically for this match.
Big Al: Does it really even matter? Jaggeorth is a master at ripping Haven's clothes off against her will, remember?
Matt: I, for one, would like to not remember that dark chapter in our history.
In addition to her fancy shmancy suit she's also dawning gloves made out Jaggy Jr's fetus skin exactly as promised. In fact, as she takes the first few steps down the ramp, for perhaps her final time on this earth, she gets in real close to the camera and brings up her gloved fists. And in her best kiddie voice cries out...
"Waaaaaaa daddy avenge me waaaaaaaa."
She casts a cruel look into the camera before diverting her attention back to the ramp itself. Her eyes appear swollen and red, testimony to many a sleepless night since her nightmare began just a few short weeks ago. Hands stretch out from the barriers to reach her, expecting a high five or any kind of acknowledgment, but none are forthcoming. She bypasses them all, never once taking her eyes off her final resting place. Haven's pace slows considerably as she gets very near the steel slaughterhouse. Then, she suddenly drops to her knees and stretches out her arms with palms facing skyward, her face quickly following in their wake so that she looks to the heavens. The nearest camera hones in on her to catch the moment
"Behold at evening tide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us. Lord, hide thy face from me I plead with you. For the transgression I must make tonight shall be unforgivable even by your almighty grace. I make this request in your Holy and Precious Name..... Amen."
With that, she stands back up and takes in the view of hell itself, and all its hidden and not so hidden wonders, then enters upon the mouth of it fully prepared to martyr herself in the name of her God, her family, her friends and all that have been laid waste to by Jaggeroth and his horde.
TBCB Jag or Millie Va Nillie. ;D
The barricades are adjusted and security pushes back a few rows of fans to make room for the monstrosity that is sure to leave one or or two, maybe even all three dead by the end of the night. Then, with a theatrical clang, the structure is fully set in place, GHW's clientele applauding the impressive architecture in their midst. The video package on the Honor Tron comes to a halt and remains blank for a moment as we go to the three mad gabbers at ringside.
The Fuzz: I've got my bucket right here. I'm ready this time.
Big Al: You're definitely going to need it. Wolverina is both literally and figuratively the lamb being led to the slaughter here tonight. After her actions last week on the special 4 hour episode, where she hurled Jaggeroth's dead little kiddo in front of that Bud Ice truck, the Great Satan of GHW will not stop until all blood is let loose from Haven's body and she breathes her last breath.
Matt: And while those two are trying to kill each other, Millson, the man who is sitting pretty in this contest, will get the honor of picking his shots. If I had to pick a winner in this one, it'd be Millson believe it or not. I know this is Jaggeroth's baby, his playground, his creation, but he's got two opponents to worry about not just one. And I think once he locks eyes with Wolverina, all he is going to see is red and Millson will be the last thing on his mind.
Fuzz: I'm sure the same could be said for Wolfie too. You're right, Matt. This is Mighty Man's match to steal if he plays it smart.
Matt: ... I know I'm right. (herp derp laugh)
Charlie Coors stands a good distance away from the battleground on display, refusing to go near the menacing thing, as he raises the mic to his stoner boy lips to utter an advisory warning.
Coors: Ladies and Gentlemen here in attendance and watching at home, the following contest is the MAIN EVENT Hardcore Heaven match and carries an "R" rating, meaning this will be graphic and some parts will definitely be unsuitable for children. So, please, put them to bed or cover their eyes. This will be your only warning.
The crowd eats it up like candy.
The fans go bat shit crazy as Joe Esposito's hit "You're The Best" kicks out full blast to all corners of the venue, heralding the arrival of the woman they worship as though she is quite literally their Queen. It doesn't take long for the woman in question to make her presence felt atop the ramp. Tonight, though, she has discarded her usual attire for a black and white skin tight flame and explosives resistant suit that covers her from neck to feet.
Coors: Introducing first. Hailing from Blair, Nebraska, and weighing in it 155 pounds, she is the current GHW Champion and YOUR Princess..... WOOOOOOOLVERINA!
Fuzz: Well, well, well would you look at that. One smart cookie. She's went and got a specialty suit made specifically for this match.
Big Al: Does it really even matter? Jaggeorth is a master at ripping Haven's clothes off against her will, remember?
Matt: I, for one, would like to not remember that dark chapter in our history.
In addition to her fancy shmancy suit she's also dawning gloves made out Jaggy Jr's fetus skin exactly as promised. In fact, as she takes the first few steps down the ramp, for perhaps her final time on this earth, she gets in real close to the camera and brings up her gloved fists. And in her best kiddie voice cries out...
"Waaaaaaa daddy avenge me waaaaaaaa."
She casts a cruel look into the camera before diverting her attention back to the ramp itself. Her eyes appear swollen and red, testimony to many a sleepless night since her nightmare began just a few short weeks ago. Hands stretch out from the barriers to reach her, expecting a high five or any kind of acknowledgment, but none are forthcoming. She bypasses them all, never once taking her eyes off her final resting place. Haven's pace slows considerably as she gets very near the steel slaughterhouse. Then, she suddenly drops to her knees and stretches out her arms with palms facing skyward, her face quickly following in their wake so that she looks to the heavens. The nearest camera hones in on her to catch the moment
"Behold at evening tide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us. Lord, hide thy face from me I plead with you. For the transgression I must make tonight shall be unforgivable even by your almighty grace. I make this request in your Holy and Precious Name..... Amen."
With that, she stands back up and takes in the view of hell itself, and all its hidden and not so hidden wonders, then enters upon the mouth of it fully prepared to martyr herself in the name of her God, her family, her friends and all that have been laid waste to by Jaggeroth and his horde.
TBCB Jag or Millie Va Nillie. ;D